97 He's not human (1)!

Bush and grass rustle in the middle of the night, as the bland light of moonlight illuminated the canopy above.

On the other side of the cemetery, two silhouettes of humans rushingly and panicly exited the forest beyond...

As if they were escaping from something...

Bloodied or to be exact covered in light injuries, the two humans' pale faces scanned their back warily, afraid that the thing they escaped to managed to tail them.

"Huff~ Thankfully."

Soon, after 5 minutes of constantly being in a state of tension, the two humans heave a sigh of relief, noticing that the beasts didn't chase them further.

Huff.

Sitting down on the ground in exhaustion, the two men catch their breath as they scan the surrounding environment instinctively.

"This... Cemetery?"

One of the men grasps his wounded shoulder as he stares at the tomb meters away from him solemnly.

Couldn't remember this place a bit from his memory.